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Chapter 50 Very good, very energetic!

Along the Daqing River.

There was chaos in the wind and snow.

The Qing army was killing people while running wildly, the slaves were screaming in fear and running away, and the Ming army was attacking and looting in groups...

It's all mixed together.

The Qing army ultimately chose to abandon their looted gains.

Of course, Abate's order was to kill them all.

Lord Baylor is not dead yet, and it is hard to say whether he will die in the future, but he is not dead yet.

He had too much sulfuric acid poured on his face.

This stuff is also sterilizing.

So Lord Beile, who was unconscious, furiously ordered to kill all the captive slaves. The armies abandoned their livestock and relatively heavy materials such as cloth, marched lightly with gold, silver, and jewelry, and rushed to Linqing and Kong Youde as quickly as possible. Waiting for the order from the ministry.

They have no other choice.

At this time, the surrounding Ming army had already surrounded them, including not only Fan Zhiwan's five generals, but also the Knights of Confucius and Mencius, which had expanded to 10,000 people. There were even local armed forces organized by the nearby gentry themselves that did not belong to the Knights of Confucius and Mencius. . For example, Zouping Yiyong organized by Zhang Wanzhong, the son of Zhang Yandeng, the former left capital censor of Zouping, had dozens of Liaodong soldiers under his command. He borrowed them from Liaodong deputy general Qiu Lei, and they had previously defended Zouping.

In addition, Tang Tong's troops commanded by Shandong Governor Wang Yongji also arrived.

After all, they are jealous.

After all, the huge benefits are there.

Besides, the Qing army's continuous failures during this period made even people like Tang Tong feel like they could do it.

The wind and snow just gave them the opportunity.

In the past, because they fought independently, the friendly forces were in trouble and were unable to move, which ultimately led to the tragic defeat of Luoshan. Now...

Now they are still fighting on their own.

But the problem is that they are facing an enemy army that stretches for dozens of miles and spans dozens of miles on a snowy plain, and the latter is already running away. In this case, there is no need to worry about anything else. If you have the ability, go ahead and grab whatever you can. It's up to you. There are one hundred thousand slaves in front of you, half of the women are hundreds of thousands taels, hundreds of thousands of livestock, and countless properties of all kinds. And the Qing army was filled with gold and silver treasures. Not to mention anything else, taking one of their war horses would be worth a lot of money at this time, and stealing one of their armors could also be sold at a good price. In addition to these people, there were young men from Binzhou and other places. When the Qing army entered Shandong, they captured Binzhou and massacred the city. Some of these slaves were even from Binzhou. At this time, the local gentry also came with young men for revenge.

If you can't kill the Qing army, you can just find some relatives and take back some livestock and property.

All in all it was a mess.

The Qing army vented its anger and killed slaves.

The Ming army looted.

The gentry carried out armed robbery and killed the Qing army in revenge.

……

There was a melee on the banks of the Daqing River.

It was even difficult to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy in the wind and snow, and there were many friendly troops shooting at each other in the chaos.

"Damn it, are you blind?"

Yang Feng was riding a refueled large-displacement three-wheel cruise motorcycle, holding a rebar spear in one hand. This thing had been heat-treated by craftsmen before, and its elasticity was greatly enhanced. Although it was not as good as a saw board knife, it was six meters tall. The spear is most suitable for impact.

Motorcyclist!

Accelerating to fifty or sixty, the rebar spears were stabbed casually at the Qing troops they encountered.

As for the oil, he was surprised to find a twenty-five-liter tin bucket.

The chaos on the battlefield was largely due to his interference.

The group of cavalrymen he scolded looked at him somewhat confused, each holding a bow and arrow, watching him galloping past in front of them. The song of loyal service to the country echoed in the howling wind and snow, and then he was the only one left. The flag behind is faintly visible. This flag is of course the flag of the Knights of Confucius and Mencius, the one that supports the Ming Dynasty and destroys the Qing Dynasty, protects the religion with blood, the red flag, and then the golden characters.

The cavalrymen looked at each other, and then the neighing of war horses was heard in the wind and snow on the other side...

"It's Jianlu!"

The general leading the team shouted excitedly.

I have to say that it is indeed shocking to be able to make people feel happy when they hear the enemy.

Then they howled and rushed towards the Qing army.

In the wind and snow on the other side, Yang Feng was still galloping on the plain that had begun to accumulate snow.

A rebar spear in one hand, and the flag hunting behind his back.

Songs of loyalty to the country echoed from the car stereo.

"Hurry and run along the river. Downstream are the volunteers of Binzhou Du family!"

he shouted to a group of men, women and children who looked at him in horror.

The latter quickly thanked the gods.

It is said that this kind of encounter is enough for them to go back and become gods to guide them.

"It's that monster, run!"

There was a faint shout from the other side.

Yang Feng immediately turned the front of the car and accelerated forward.

Soon hundreds of Qing troops appeared.

The latter also discovered him, and one by one they raised their bows and arrows and shot them at him.

But the wind and snow seriously affected them.

Most of the arrows missed.

Yang Feng galloped past them, his rebar spear instantly penetrated a Qing cavalryman, then picked up his body while passing by, and suddenly knocked him down as the motorcycle moved forward. The heat-treated rebar rebounded and hit the back of another Qing soldier. The latter screamed and fell off his horse, but Yang Feng and his motorcycle disappeared into the wind and snow in an instant.

But just a minute later, he passed head-on on the other side of the Qing army.

The rebar spear pierced a Qing cavalryman and then pierced the body of the Qing army behind him before he could even be knocked off.

Yang Feng pulled them down on the ground like a skewer, dragging the rebar spear into the wind and snow again.

The Qing army looked at the wind and snow around them in horror.

Suddenly the fire shines in the wind and snow.

A violent storm of shotguns swept among them.

Then there was a black streak, looming in the wind and snow. The Qing army turned around and attacked furiously.

And there are more fires in the wind and snow.

Accompanied by the deafening sound of artillery, shotgun shells continued to hit their bodies.

"put!"

There was a roar.

Immediately afterwards, the Qing cavalry saw clearly what was ahead...

"Car camp!"

The leading Qing army general screamed.

But they could no longer hold back, and they still crashed into chariots in confusion, and then spears were pierced out of the wooden boards blocking them. The Qing cavalry who were still in chaos were constantly knocked off their horses. Immediately after the wooden board, the reloaded Menflang machine sprayed out flames again. From such a close distance, it could almost be said that the muzzle of the gun was pointing at the war horse and firing. A stream of flames even sprayed directly on the face of the Qing army who dismounted and charged. Dozens of shotguns could hit a Qing army, while the spearmen in the tank continued to poke outwards. Some even threw grenades at the Qing army.

The latter finally began to retreat.

But at the same time, the terrifying song from the flank sounded again.

The Qing army collapsed instantly.

"Don't fire, it's our own!"

Yang Feng roared.

Then he bumped into the Qing general and stabbed him through with a spear.

The infantrymen swarmed out of the car camp.

Yang Feng casually threw him to an officer...

"Give it to you."

he shouted.

"Yang Sheng, which way is north and south?"

the latter asked somewhat frantically.

"Damn it, don't you even have a compass?"

Yang Feng threw him a compass speechlessly.

When he came across small items when grabbing things, he kept them. He had previously grabbed a box of compasses, mechanical watches, medicine, etc., which were all in the saddlebag of his motorcycle.

The officer quickly took a look...

"Damn, why is everything in chaos?"

He was talking to himself.

"Why do you care so much? If you encounter Jianlu, just kill him."

Yang Feng said.

After saying that, he turned the accelerator, left the soldiers behind and drifted away.

And the soldiers are already opening the blind boxes.

In fact, Yang Feng himself didn't know exactly where he was at this time. Anyway, it was near Putai. The Qing army was preparing to cross the river at Putai. At this time, Lubei was full of horizontal rivers, so the Qing army had to rush across before it thawed. . After passing the river area in northern Shandong, they can then go north along the canal. Historically, they were too happy to loot and did not arrive in the capital until April, when Tianjin had already thawed. Therefore, they could only turn to the capital at Hejian Prefecture, and then walk across the Marco Polo Bridge. In the end, Zhou Yanru personally supervised the division, but he did not dare to fight in Tongzhou. He waited until they had passed, and then gathered eight generals to pursue them, and finally suffered a disastrous defeat in the battle of Luoshan.

And take two general soldiers together.

However, this time the Qing army left early and did not necessarily have to go to the capital.

Of course, let’s see how far they can run out of Shandong first!

Yang Feng soon saw the Daqing River in the snow, and the ice under the river bank in front was in the same chaos.

One group was obviously volunteers and was even trying to block the Qing army.

energetic!

Of course, it may be that the hatred is a bit deep.

"Kill and avenge tens of thousands of our fellow villagers!"

A middle-aged man inside Yiyong shouted.

Thousands of young men without armor but wearing multiple layers of cotton-padded clothes, armed with various cold weapons, blocked the ice and moved forward. The Qing army in front of them had to dismount and attack because they could not charge with cavalry on the ice. But those young men were well prepared, and their feet were tied with straw or the like to prevent slipping. However, the boots of the Qing army became slippery as soon as they walked.

"Sure enough, when we beat the drowned dog, everyone was very energetic. Those who didn't know how to fight became able to fight. Those who didn't dare to fight the enemy now dared to fight."

Yang Feng sighed.

The young men gathered closely and looked at the Qing army slipping under their feet.

Then javelins flew out of them.

These javelins were filled with hatred, and they fell one after another on the Qing soldiers, whose blood quickly dyed the snow-covered ice red.

At this time, another group of Qing cavalry appeared.

Yang Feng calmly pressed the audio switch, and the song of loyalty to the country suddenly sounded.

The Qing cavalrymen who were about to reinforce the ice looked at him in astonishment as he was vaguely visible in the wind and snow, then silently turned their horses' heads, gave up rescuing their companions, and disappeared downstream into the snow. The young men on the ice also looked at him doubtfully, as well as the retreating Qing army...

"Go on, I'll cheer you on."

Yang Feng said.

The young men ignored him.

These guys did not attack forward. They blocked the front with simple shields and spears, and kept throwing javelins at the Qing army from behind. It is not known how many javelins they made, but some javelins were obviously cut off and modified with hoes.

The Qing army was already fleeing.

"Follow!"

The middle-aged man shouted.

The young men with straw tied to their feet silently moved forward on the ice. They quickly passed by the Qing soldiers who were stuck like hedgehogs with javelins, and then pulled out their javelins. The fleeing Qing soldiers in front of them were on the ice. They stumbled and ran in fear, and some of them even knelt down and begged for mercy, but the young men were obviously very hateful and ignored them at all. They just threw javelins at them one after another...

(End of this chapter)